Deep sea mermaid head-to-head strategy

At first glance, it was Sweet, but this man was much shorter than Sweet seven years ago, and the top of his head just reached my chin.

Although she looks very similar to Sweet, she is still a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old no matter in terms of body shape or age.

Will there be two people so similar in the world?

Especially those blue eyes, even the unwavering eyes seemed to be carved out of the same mold as Sweet.

"You—" Klein just raised his head when he heard chaotic footsteps approaching.

The girl whose arm was being held was stunned when she saw Klein's appearance clearly, and glanced back when she heard the footsteps, her eyes were determined, and she immediately made a judgment, grabbed Klein with her backhand, leaned her back against the wall, and yanked hard— —

Klein was dazzled by her extremely similar appearance to Sweet, and was dragged forward by her without noticing it for a moment.

In order not to hit someone, he had to stretch out his hands to support the wall, barely able to stabilize his body before touching the girl.

At this time, there was only a palm distance between his chin and the girl's forehead, and he could even feel the girl's breath on his collarbone.

He straightened his arms in a hurry and wanted to get up. At this moment, several sailors with loud voices chased out from the corner and looked around at the fork.

"Damn it, where did that **** go!"

"I lost a woman, how can I go back and explain to the captain?"

The girl's breath was stagnant, her deep blue eyes swept over Klein, she rushed towards Klein without warning, hugged his neck tightly, and hid herself under Klein's body.

How could Klein fail to understand that the girl was using him as a cover.

It doesn't need to be that close.

He raised his hand to push the girl away, but the girl seemed worried that he would pull away and leave, so she hugged him even tighter, with half of her body hanging on Klein's body.

Klein didn't know where to put his hands, so he couldn't help but took half a step back, and stepped on the grass, making a rustling sound.

He and the girl were huddled in the shadow of the corner, but Klein took a step back and exposed his entire back to the radiation range of the street lamp.

The sailors turned around vigilantly and shouted: "Who! Get out!"

huh-huh-

Plop - plop - plop -

At such a close distance, Klein heard the girl's suppressed breathing and rapid heartbeat.

She looks so similar to Sweet, and she appears here again. If she has nothing to do with Sweet, I am afraid that the fish in the sea will not believe it.

She was probably a relative of the Sweet family, she was left alone for some unknown reason, and was followed by the sailors at the port and chased here.

Klein hung his hand behind the girl's back, touched her shoulder gentlemanly, and whispered, "Don't be afraid."

Even if she had nothing to do with Sweet and was just a strange woman, Klein would not sit idly by when she was being chased by a few rough men at such a late hour.

"Don't hold on so tightly, I won't leave you behind."

After seven years of polishing, Klein's voice has become hoarse and intoxicating, but he himself has not noticed this, and the sailors on the ship will not specifically remind him.

The girl's ears covered under the long blond hair moved, and she relaxed her arms.

From an outsider's point of view, Klein and the girl are like a pair of lovers having sex in a corner. The sailors approached, spat, searched in the dark night ahead, and cursed in another direction. chased.

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